The time stamp on my forehead doesn't have enough ink It fades a little more with every thought that I think Soak up the minutes that drip from the clock Hush all the ticks before they start to tock I woke up this morning with eyelids of lead You pulled up the blankets to cover my head I might be dreaming, or I might be dead My heaven is fleeting, my history read Setting a deadline, life clove you and me But magic might happen if I cross the C Nothing can last, but nothing is wrong Don't fear the past before it comes along I woke up this morning with eyelids of lead You pulled up the blankets to cover my head I might be dreaming, or I might be dead My heaven is fleeting, my history read Time isn't hiding, it's just hard to find Ours are the hours that aren't defined I woke up this morning with eyelids of lead You pulled up the blankets to cover my head I might be dreaming, or I might be dead My heaven is fleeting, my history read